The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

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“Sorry?”

“The monthly support payment. What’s the number?”

He told me. I did the math in my head, the way I’d been doing math for forty-five years—profit margins and operating costs and what things actually cost versus what people said they cost.

It was less than we paid good drivers. Less than we spent on truck maintenance in a month. Less than the continue reading …